I thought I was going to be 100% today, Northern.
Guess I was wrong .
I still have some cramps, but very little bleeding, thankfully - tough wood.
Of course, I probably don't help matters by getting on my feet asap.
I hate laying around, being a burden or relying on others and am so impatient I'd rather just get up and do things myself.
I was taken back up to my room from recovery, and immediately got up and got out: my portable kettle, tea and UHT milks for a cuppa, my personal supply of co-cocodamol and my snacks. After changing into my own PJ's and putting on my dressing gown and slippers, I put on some clean knickers and my own sanitary protection, then filled my hot water bottle.
By the time the nurse came in, I had my cuppa and was putting my make up on.
No shit!
She couldn't believe it.
Thankfully, I brought my own sleeping tablets, too.
I tried to get them to let me go home, but they said they'd give me stuff to help me sleep.
I told them it would have nothing on Ambien CR.
I was right.
At 2AM, after the 10 mils of diazepam did abolutely nothing, I popped my own for some shut eye.
I never travel unprepared, me .